Happy New Year!

We are driving home from my sisters. It's 11:30pm on new years eve. The only nap Serif had today was around 8:00 tonight as we drove to Smyrna. It lasted about 20 minutes.

Serif: "Mommy. I want to sleep in the shark tent."

Me: "It's too late to set it up tonight but we can have it ready for your nap tomorrow."

Serif: "But I need it tonight because I'm getting ready to get really tired."

. . . and within two minutes he was out.

Happy new year!


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a tragedy

Spiderman was tragically crushed this morning by a box of toys.

Baby Jesus

sleep tight baby Jesus

what makes you glow like that?

Christmas Morning

When Serif got up Christmas morning he went through his normal routine of coming to our bedroom. I heard him coming and I met him in the hallway. I scooped him up and told him good morning and reminded him that it was Christmas. He grinned real big and asked said he wanted to go in there and see Santa. I told him that Santa wasn't here but we could see what he brought. He got to the living room and was a little disappointed that he couldn't find Santa. "Where is Santa?" he asked. I told him that he was too busy to stay and that he was very busy delivering all the presents. He was finally okay with it.

The only thing Serif has asked for for Christmas is a spiderman. He'll actually tell you "5 spiderman." I'm not sure why 5, but he will throw out numbers to things like that. The spiderman was hanging in the back living room window just next next to the tree. Serif never saw him when he came in the room. He was so focused on finding Santa and looking at the tree. I finally had to tell him to look around and look outside. He finally found it. He couldn't reach it real well, so I helped him get it down. He loved it!

He also got a spiderman costume, of which he wore the entire day . . . and the day after.

New Skates

Serif got roller blades from Uncle Don and Aunt Shannon this Christmas. He's loving them and is picking it up pretty quickly. When we got home Christmas night he wanted to wear them. He was doing great until all of a sudden he got a little discouraged. He fell several times in a row and would try to "fall like Pekka." He suddenly bursted in to tears. I went to him and asked him what was wrong. "Are you hurt or just frustrated?" He cleared up a minute and said, "When I get really really tall then I can fall like Pekka." It was so sweet and so sad at the same time. I felt terrible for the little guy. He's been "falling like Pekka" for a long time and I hated to see him discouraged. I had a talk with him and explained that even Pekka had to practice a lot and that he was not always able to block that goal like he does now. I also explained to him that when he (Serif) was a little and just starting to play hockey that he couldn't always hit the puck, but after all this practice, he's doing great and can hit that puck really well. I think that helped. He got back on the hardwoods ("the ice") and tried again. I was very proud.

Serif and Jeff will start ice skating lessons in January. I think he's going to do really well.

the Angel

Mommy, the Boy, and the Bird